Chapter 2: Extended Lifespan, The First Child

Inside Qin Changqing's residence.

Upon hearing the news, Manager Qin Wenbo hurried over with several Qin Family disciples. After careful verification, he couldn't help but beam with joy: "Changqing, you are the first among the Cultivators recruited this time to have a child on the way. Very good. This is a reward from the Family: fifty Spirit Stones! I'll send more women from the Family over later for you to pick another."

As he spoke, he pulled a box from his Storage Pouch, filled with thumb-sized transparent stones.

"Thank you for your guidance, Manager. I will certainly work hard!"

Qin Changqing was all smiles on the surface, but inside he was cursing up a storm.

Pick another? You old fogey, do you think I'm not dying fast enough?

He was already calculating whether he should find an opportunity to run away; otherwise, he wouldn't live much longer at this rate!

After a few pleasantries, Qin Wenbo left with a smile.

After Qin Wenbo left, Qin Changqing rubbed his palms and looked at the box left behind.

It was his first time seeing Spirit Stones. He picked one up to examine it and immediately froze in place.

[Energy detected. Can be absorbed and converted to extend lifespan. Absorb?]

Qin Changqing's eyes instantly lit up, filled with excitement.

The energy in Spirit Stones could be converted into lifespan? Doesn't that mean as long as he had enough Spirit Stones, he could still achieve longevity even if he couldn't become a high-level Cultivator?

Moreover, he no longer had to worry about becoming a short-lived ghost by taking too many wives. As long as he had Spirit Stones, he could ride as hard as he wanted without thinking about running away!

"Absorb!" Qin Changqing thought without hesitation.

The Spirit Stone in his hand instantly turned into a pile of fine sand and drifted away.

[Absorption successful. Lifespan increased by one year.]

Qin Changqing was overjoyed. One Spirit Stone could increase his lifespan by a year; wouldn't fifty Spirit Stones mean fifty years?

Very quickly!

The fifty Spirit Stones were completely absorbed. Just as he suspected, his lifespan had increased by over fifty years.

Just after he finished, a servant came to announce that Qin Wenbo had returned. Qin Changqing knew this was for him to go and select a concubine.

"Understood!" Qin Changqing waved his hand calmly.

He now had fifty years of extra life. What was one more wife and ten years of life? A small price to pay!

A month later, Qin Changqing's second wife also became pregnant, and the news quickly spread through the Qin Family.

"No way, is Qin Changqing that capable? Another pregnancy? That's incredible luck!"

"The one in my house still hasn't shown any signs, yet Qin Changqing already has two. It's driving me crazy!"

"What's the rush? What's the use of having many children? The Qin Family is a cultivation Family; what they need are descendants with Spiritual Roots! It's about Aptitude, not quantity!"

"Fellow Daoist, you are absolutely right!"

Every corner of the Qin Family was discussing Qin Changqing. Two pregnancies in two months was definitely lightning speed.

The Qin Family sent rewards again, but this time it was only twenty Spirit Stones, which was the standard quota given by the Family.

Of course, even twenty stones were a profit for Qin Changqing.

Conceiving a second child meant Qin Changqing once again had the qualification to take a concubine. He was happy, exceedingly happy.

Time flew by, and eight months passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Qin Family was quite lively. Many people gathered in Qin Changqing's residence, discussing in low voices.

Qin Changqing was pacing back and forth anxiously, his gaze shifting toward the inner room from time to time.

Suddenly, the loud cry of a baby echoed through the residence, and the people around stopped their discussions to look over.

Soon, the door to the inner room opened, and a midwife walked out smiling, holding a swaddled infant: "Congratulations, congratulations! It's a Young Master!"

Qin Changqing was so excited he was trembling slightly, feeling a bit at a loss as the midwife handed him the child.

"Brother Changqing, if you don't hold him, I will!"

Someone joked with a laugh.

The surrounding people immediately broke into good-natured laughter.

Qin Changqing carefully picked up the child, feeling emotional. This was the first time in two lifetimes that he had his own offspring.

"The Madam asks you to give him a name," the midwife said with a smile.

Qin Changqing said, "Let's call him… Qin Qiming!"

This child belonged to the 'Qi' generation, and Qin Changqing had thought of the name long ago.

Regardless of whether they were sincere, everyone came forward to congratulate him, and the envy on their faces was not feigned.

Qin Changqing was now a formidable figure, already having ten wives. Aside from this newborn, the other nine wives were all pregnant. This kind of fertility was unique in the entire history of the Qin Family.

"What's there to be proud of? No matter how many you have, they're all trash without Spiritual Roots!" In a corner, Jia Qiang grumbled with a dark expression.

He remembered when he first joined the Qin Family; he was in the spotlight as the only one to marry a wife with Spiritual Root Aptitude.

Now, he had become the laughingstock of the entire Qin Family because his wife's belly had shown no signs of movement until now.

Jia Qiang was also incredibly anxious. He had tried everything to no avail. The Qin Family also took this quite seriously and had invited skilled physicians, but they still couldn't find the cause.

Returning to his own residence, he was met by Qin Rongrong waiting outside the door.

Qin Rongrong was already exceptionally beautiful, and as a Cultivator, she maintained herself well. After becoming a wife, she gained even more charm, with a seductive glint in her eyes.

"Did it go smoothly? Was it a boy or a girl?"

Qin Rongrong asked.

Jia Qiang immediately felt a surge of nameless anger: "It's not like you gave birth to it. What does it matter to you if it's a boy or a girl!"

Qin Rongrong's eyebrows instantly shot up, and she said aggrievedly, "Jia Qiang, what do you mean? Are you blaming me because you can't produce one?"

Jia Qiang flew into a rage: "What right do you have to say it's my problem!"

Qin Rongrong snorted coldly, "Our Qin Family has never had this problem for generations. If it's not you, who else could it be!"

"You're talk… talking nonsense!"

"I'd like to talk sense, but you're just not capable!"

Their argument attracted many onlookers, who were used to it. The two had been fighting quite a lot these past few months.

"Embarrassing! I'm ashamed to even argue with you!" Seeing the crowd growing, Jia Qiang's face turned as red as a pig's liver, and he stormed off.

He had truly lost face in front of everyone!

"Everyone, do you want to come in and watch?" Seeing people still pointing, Qin Rongrong couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, and the crowd immediately dispersed.

Closing the door, Qin Rongrong stood there feeling a bit lost. In the Family, a woman who couldn't have children had no value and would be criticized and gossiped about behind her back. She worried about this day and night.

"Qin Changqing… is he really that fertile?"

Qin Rongrong was lost in thought, her eyes gradually becoming determined as if she had made a major decision, and she turned to go into the house.

The next day, Qin Rongrong came to visit with gifts, which quite surprised Qin Changqing.

Jia Qiang was a very proud man, and because of the child issue, the couple rarely interacted with others unless necessary.

After presenting the congratulatory gifts, Qin Rongrong said somewhat hesitantly, "Big Brother Qin, your little sister has a request…"

Qin Changqing smiled and said, "We're practically Family. Just say it. As long as I can help, I won't refuse!"

Qin Rongrong's eyes lit up. She looked left and right and said, "It's not very convenient to talk here."

Qin Changqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Follow me."

The two entered a side room. Just as Qin Changqing turned to speak, a round object was suddenly popped into his mouth, and he subconsciously swallowed it.